4900: C4900 He Desperately Begged for Mercy

C4900 He Desperately Begged for Mercy

Such a vast vortex of death aura, but only the Imperial Ruler could see the ferocious fire doll inside the vortex. Its eyes were full of death aura, staring at him as if it wanted to tear him to pieces like a devil.

Such a terrifying scene caused endless fear in his heart. That kind of deterrent power was filled with disdain. It was simply too terrifying.

Especially when the extremely cold divine sword in Long Yan's hand had actually caused such a terrifying slaughter to his primordial spirit.

He felt as if his Yuan Shen was about to collapse. The Spiritual-Yang Illusionist Weapon was an incomparably mystical divine weapon. No matter how powerful Long Yan was, he could control and use it. Moreover, it wasn't any weaker than the God Sealing Slash, as if it would improve along with Long Yan's strength.

The Imperial Ruler was even more shocked this time. He widened his eyes and looked at the sky. He held his breath. The pain of losing an arm almost made him forget the pain.

"What exactly happened?"

Many people were still in a daze. They had thought that Long Yan would become a cripple just like the Little Lion, but something like this happened all of a sudden. This made everyone clamored again.

Today, Long Yan had brought everyone too many surprises. The experts of the God Race and the Sovereign Family were even more nervous when they saw this scene, because they never thought that Long Yan would actually dare to kill them.

This was going to destroy the hegemon of the imperial power.

"This kid is too heaven defying. We can't fight anymore."

"That's right, if this continues, he will most likely suffer the most severe pain, even more miserable than that lion clan!"

Amidst the discussion, the experts of the Imperial Family all roared, "Quan Ba, quickly admit defeat, admit defeat. You are not Long Yan's match."

"Young Master, admit defeat now!"

At this moment, everyone shouted.

Many people deliberately shouted, making these noises completely overshadow the voices of the royal family and god race.

"If you don't admit defeat, you will die. Imperial Power Tyrant this brat will really kill you!"

Even on the God Race's side, they had already given up on this point. They admitted that Long Yan had too many secrets, and even the Imperial Family's divine bones could not do anything to him. This was simply too heaven defying.

In fact, the Imperial Ruler was already scared silly. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, because he saw the devilish fire baby in the vortex of the Death Evil Sword Prison. Its eyes were glowing with green light, and its sharp teeth made him completely stunned.

His entire body became stiff. Those upper echelon experts shouted loudly, but he acted as if he didn't hear them. As long as he shouted that he admitted defeat, then those upper echelon experts of the Imperial Family would immediately attack and save him.

However, as long as he didn't admit defeat, the royal family experts couldn't interfere. This was because the Golden Gong Sect, the dragon race, and the demon race were all watching them.

As long as he did not admit defeat, then no one could interfere in this battle. Even if someone was killed.

Right at this moment, after the Sword Prison Death Fiend had completely intimidated him, a few tiny Blood Devouring Dragon Lights rushed out of Long Yan's body and rushed madly towards the royal divine bone.

Dozens of small dragons easily lifted up the royal divine bone and aimed the bone spike at the Imperial Ruler.

When everyone saw this scene, they finally understood Long Yan's true intention and guessed what he was going to do.

All of these anger and hatred, his patience, were waiting for this moment to erupt.

Long Yan's time had come. That's right. He was going to let him taste the taste of the imperial divine bone before destroying the opponent's primordial spirit. It would be fun if he himself turned into a useless fool who didn't have a primordial spirit. His primordial spirit would be crippled. He would be half an idiot. His clothes were torn and tattered on the streets.

Making this fellow become trash and half a fool, letting him consciously recognize himself and be eliminated from this world. This was the greatest punishment for him, to live in pain for the rest of his life. Even if his father, the Royal Territory Lord, helped him treat the Royal Family's divine bones, his primordial spirit would be crippled, and he would never be able to recover.

But the Little Lion was different, because the demonic power within the Little Lion's body had yet to completely dissipate. Perhaps he still had a sliver of hope. However, the hegemon of imperial power no longer had such a chance.

The Imperial Ruler looked at the fire baby in the vortex of death. He roared at him ferociously. Suddenly, he was frightened and turned around. He saw that the bone of the Imperial Family was aiming at him. He realized what Long Yan was planning to do and retreated in fear.

"No, no, no. Long Yan, you can't do this. You know what will happen to me. " I will become a cripple, and my father will kill you. He is a super powerful expert in the Divine Star Domain. He raised me up. It's not easy to nurture me with care. You can't cripple me. No, if you dare touch me, I promise you that you will die a horrible death, no... "

While he retreated nervously, he glanced at the royal family. Naturally, he heard the voices of the royal family's elders telling him to admit defeat.2

"You, don't come over. This won't do me any good. As long as I admit defeat, my elders will immediately imprison you and save me. Your speed is definitely not as fast as theirs. I admit that your strength is above mine. You defeated me, so long as you let me go."

"Oh? You can try!" Long Yan pressed on, not giving him a chance.

This was a psychological torture for him. At this moment, even the Imperial Ruler had to admit defeat. Furthermore, the experts of the Golden Gong Sect were also shouting.

"Long Yan, enough. Stop! It's not good for anyone to lose the Imperial Power. Victory is the most important. You are already the winner." King Huan Ling was talking. After all, the divine bones of the royal family had been obtained by Long Yan. This battle had already become a foregone conclusion.

Long Yan had already gotten two points for them, there was no need for him to cripple the hegemon of the royal family.

"All of you shut up. How do I deal with my brother's matter? All of you, don't f * cking let me off..."

Long Yan was openly scolding the Fantasy Spirit King. It wasn't because he was presumptuous, but because of the Little Lion, he dared to offend anyone. He was too angry.

The Fantasy Spirit King, Long Mu, and the others once again tried to persuade Long Yan. If he really did that, the hegemon of the imperial power would become a cripple. Then, how could the Sovereign let him go? The Fantasy Spirit King and the others couldn't resist the Sovereign Lord, which meant that Long Yan was really in danger.

When the Sovereign Lord heard that Fantasy Spirit King and the others were trying to persuade Long Yan, he started to feel proud again. He thought that Long Yan had already started to hesitate.

"Hahahaha, then let's end this battle. I..."

"Shut up. I won't let you say the word 'admit defeat'!" Long Yan had long been on guard against this guy.

Shua!

The Spirit Yang Illusionist Weapon sealed his mouth with lightning speed. The sword stabbed into his mouth and started stirring wildly.

Instantly, his mouth turned into a mouthful of blood. His tongue, head, and teeth were all smashed into pieces.

Long Yan looked at him and pierced his ear with his sword, lifting him up from the ground. With his other hand, he had already made sure that the royal bone was fine. Then, he grabbed the other side of the bone and looked at the Imperial Ruler. This guy's mouth was completely smashed. He could only let out a wail of pain, let alone admit defeat.

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